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Jun 2017
The lash
It cuts
With each blink of your eye
The swat
Dismissed?
A welt in your thigh
The pull
Your hair
Drawing us back in
The whip
Caressed
Beach blanket skin
Come back
For each word
We never have to say
Just mind
It matters
The reasons we stay
Written by
Derek DM  40/M/Karlsruhe
(40/M/Karlsruhe)   
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   Ann Beaver
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